"No! What are you doing, Daddy?" Jill yelled, grabbing my wrists as I pulled at the buttons of her pajama top.

"Stop struggling, Jill. Hold still!" I could feel the need for sex pounding though me. Jill squirming and wrestling, resisting me, only fuelled my burning need, exciting me even more.

Grabbing her wrists, I straddled her petite body and used my knees to pin her arms to the bed. While she twisted under me to find escape, I finished unbuttoning her flannel pajama top, opening it slowly, excitement pulsing. Gorgeous petite newly-pubescent breasts came into view, perky seductive mounds that jiggled enticingly as she struggled; less than a handful, stunningly arousing, rosy pink areolae, soft sexy nipples. Yes, perfect, so sexy in their smallness.

She frowned and struggled harder when I held them in my hands, warm, soft and supple, yet surprisingly resilient. Cupping them, I rasped my thumb pads across her nipples, rubbery under my touch. I could feel my erection straining in my jockeys, desperate for release, for relief, desperate to feel myself buried in her young pussy, feel its warmth and silkiness gripping my shaft.

Letting her arms go, before she could hit me, I flipped her on her front, holding her struggling body down with one hand on her back. Urgency grew as I tugged her red plaid pajama bottoms down, nylon panties slipping enough to tease me with the top of her butt crack.

"Stop, Daddy!" she yelled.

"Shout as much as you want, Jill. Mom's not home," I said heatedly, yanking her pajama bottoms off her flailing legs, cute yellow ankle sock-covered feet waiving. I pushed her legs to the single bed and straddled them, holding them down with my weight.

Grabbing her wrists that batted behind her blindly, I gripped both in my hand. "Sweet bottom, Jill. Sexy bottom. Daddy likes."

Her struggles intensified, body surging from side to side, grunting at the effort, heels drumming on my back. It couldn't stop me from fondling her petite bottom, her sensual bottom, curved, mounded, and youthfully firm. So damned sexy.
Teasing myself I let my finger slip under the leg band of her panties at her hip and slid it across her curvaceous buttock, nearing her crotch, nearer, down between her thighs.

"NO!" she yelled, body heaving, when I touched her little pussy before letting the elastic snap back.

Erection throbbing, I traced her butt crack over her black nylon panties, starting at the top and moving down, pushing slightly to feel how deliciously tight her buttocks were. She clenched them at my touch, changing their shape, indents appearing, sexy, sexy. Tracing my finger down further I slipped it between seductively curved thighs, a sexy, sexy gap at top wide enough for two of my fingers, penis throbbing painfully when I felt a hint of dampness in the gusset. I tamped down a desire to push my erection into that arousing gap and take her from behind.

Jill's twitch when I touched her was thrilling. She knew what daddy wanted, it was there, nestled between soft sexy thighs, plump and moist, the most succulent fruit, the promise of paradise. I brought my fingers to my nose and inhaling deeply, little girl pussy, thrilling. Jill wanted Daddy.

She started struggling even harder when I pulled her panties down to mid-buttock.

"Daddy! That's bad! Stop!"

Slapping her bottom lightly I barked "Enough! Stop resisting. It'll only hurt more."

"But Daddy!"

"No. No more." Letting her wrists go, I used both hands to strip her panties off, eyes glued to her writhing pear-shaped bottom, sweet little buttocks curved and rounded, flexing, clenching, so arousing! I liked how she twitched when I gripped each cheek, prying them apart to see her anus, darker, wrinkled, and tightly closed. Spreading them wider her pudendum appeared, my penis throbbing painfully at the sight. I wanted in to that tight orifice. Daddy wanted to penetrate it, feel her tight little vagina gripping it. Platinum blond pubic hair was almost invisible on her pussy, hiding nothing, a light, light dusting, a tease, "look Daddy, I'm fertile".

Jill's pussy teased me more, a tightly closed cleft peeling open reluctantly, shiny inside, glistening, smooth, pink, flushed with her desire to help Daddy feel good. The tiny depression leading to her vagina winked at me in invitation before I let her buttocks go.

Lying across her struggling body to hold her down, I pulled my pants off, yanked my underwear off releasing my wet, straining erection, visions of stretching her sexy little pussy stoking my arousal.

"Can't breathe, Daddy. Get off!" she huffed.

Gripping her arm and leg, I flipped Jill over, petite breasts jiggling and shaking seductively, nipples now hard and prominent from rubbing against the bed.

I caught her arm when she tried to hit me; caught the second. She bucked her body up off the bed, plump pussy straining, light platinum pubic hair sprinkling her mound and accentuating the seductive pubic pad, beautiful, plump, kissable.

Her small pussy drove my need higher, a wildfire burning uncontrollably through me. "Spread your legs, Jill," I ordered her.

"NO!" She bucked and twisted her body away from me.

Before she could escape, I threw my body over her, shoving my knees between her legs. Jill resisted, desperately holding them together, head thrashing from side to side whipping her platinum blonde hair against my face and grunting with the effort. I pushed my knees harder, slowly, slowly worming them between hers, sighing when I succeeded, her thighs silky soft against mine.

"No, please," she pleaded as my knees spread her legs wider, my erection dripping precum as it hovered over her small body.

"Daddy has needs, Jill."

Her eyes opened wide when I lay on her, holding her arms stretched above her head. She felt fantastic under me, soft, so damned petite, writhing sensually, rubbing my erection against her tummy, precum spreading, slippery, pubic mound pushed against the base of my shaft, soft, incredibly soft pubic hair.

"Stop, Daddy! Stop! ELEPHANT!"

Shit! The safe word. "What?" I asked rolling off her.

She giggled. "You forgot my socks!"

Damn. "Couldn't you leave them on?"

"No. You said stripped naked. I still have socks on."

"Now the mood's lost," I grumbled and, reaching for her feet, pulled her ankle socks off.

Turning back to her she surprised me, hitting my chest with both fists. "Leave me alone, Daddy! You're not supposed to want your little girl that way! It's bad!"

Grinning, I grabbed her wrists and rolled on top, forcing her legs apart again. She resisted deliciously. "Daddy needs this, Jill. You might as well learn how to satisfy me now."

"You're bad. Mommy told me never to let anyone touch me. You're being bad!" she said frowning, bucking and trying to throw me off.

"You mean like this?" I asked with a mean grin, fondling her petite breast, squeezing slightly and tweaking her hard nipple.

"Daddy! That's my boob! That's naughty!"

"Mmm, just wait, Jill."

Moving my pelvis, I drew the length of my erection down over her succulent mound, feeling her soft, silky pubic hair tickle my shaft. Pulling back further, the tip of my penis slipped along her open slit, legs spread to my sides.

"No, Daddy," she whimpered. "Please. Please don't. This is rape. I don't want to get pregnant!"

"It's not rape when you ask for it, Jill. You shouldn't have teased Daddy so much." The tip of my erection slipped lower, precum dampening her cleft.

"I didn't, Daddy. Please. I'll tell mommy."

I shuddered when the tip of my inflamed erection nestled to the entrance of her twelve-year-old vagina. "No you won't. You're going to like this so much you'll be begging me for more."

"I WON'T!" Jill yelled, bucking up. "OW! DADDYYYY!"

The crown popped in suddenly when Jill bucked up, tight, her pussy so tight, hot, moist and velvety. Jeeezus! Reaching down, I held her narrow hips, stopping her from moving.

Jill trembled under me, moaning, whispering quietly, "No Daddy, no. Why? Why did you do it? It hurts."

"Quiet child. The first time always hurts. You need to learn how to make Daddy happy." My erection throbbed painfully. Her incredible pussy gripped it, a hot, moist vise squeezing my pulsing crown; so sexy, twelve year old pussy, perfect pussy. Holding her small bottom firmly, I hunched and thrust into her hot sheath.

"Nooooo, Daddy!" she cried out hitting my back with her fists.

In a single stroke I penetrated my daughter. She welcomed my aching erection, holding it tight in her moist heat, a velvet grip, so damned good. Withdrawing to the flared ridge, I thrust into her again, penetrating my young daughter's sweet pussy further, deeper, intense, exciting, one inch to go.

Pulling out slowly, I paused then shoved into her, pulling her bottom to me hard, slipping in, thrusting in, deep, God, all the way, hitting her end.

Breath exploded from her mouth, hot on my shoulder. Her hands wrapped around my back hugging tight, pelvis surging up. "Oh God, Daddy!"

Holding her sweet little bottom tight, I started fucking my little girl, long strokes, deep strokes, penetrating her tight vagina, rubbing my erection inside her snug velvety sheath, need pounding through me. Jill started panting, "Harder, Daddy."

I fucked her harder, fast, pounding into her, bouncing on her petite body, hitting her pubic bone, bumping her small clit. Sweat coated us, bodies slapping as she pulled me hard on every glorious stroke. I hunched with a growing desperation, shoving my erection into her tight pussy, pounding her, gasping for air as I fucked my little girl, need for release screaming inside.

"Daddy, Daddy," she panted with each hard thrust and suddenly surged off the bed in a rictus of agony when her climax hit, holding me desperately, hips thrashing, legs gripping and releasing my thighs.

I pulled out of her tight pussy and flipped her over, straddling her legs.

"No Daddy! Not back there!" she yelled, panting, still climaxing, body trembling.

Yes, this was more like it. Prying her little buttocks apart I saw her wrinkled little asshole. Gripping my slippery shaft, I leaned forward, the tip of my penis slipping between her cheeks to nestle at her anus.

"No Daddy!" she yelled, reaching down underneath to hold her pussy.

Pushing my rigid erection, Jill's asshole dilated slowly, her body shaking. Gradually my erection oozed into her tight bum, her asshole slipping over my flared head.

With a pop, I was in, hot, tight, her rectum a ring sealed to my shaft. I heard her moan when I started pushing into her, my eyes locked on the sight of her bottom spread wide, sexy, so fucking sexy.

Leaning over her further, I let her bottom go and lay down on her, shudders pounding my body when Jill groaned again and pushed her bottom up at me. Holding her small shoulders I thrust, sinking into her ass in a long stroke, thrilling, deeply thrilling. I moaned in bliss when I felt her firm little buttocks in my groin and almost climaxed when she clenched them, her asshole squeezing me painfully tight.

Holding her shoulders, I started fucking my little girl's ass, long withdrawals, deep, deep thrusts, her bum so warm and tight. Reaching down under her small body, I worked my hand to her wet crotch, pushing her hand out of the way, holding her little pussy and, using my middle finger, strummed her inflamed clit. She heaved under me, whimpering, moving her bottom against me as I thrust deep. My finger slid effortlessly between plump labia, finding her moist slippery vagina, pushing in, velvety and snug, probing and feeling for the rough spot inside, rubbing it as I fucked her sexy little bottom, rubbing her g-spot with every deep thrust of my straining erection.

"Oh gawd, Daddy," she groaned, jerked and climaxed again, writhing beneath me wildly, grunting, face pushed into the pillow, body heaving.

I couldn't hold back. Pressure built in my groin until it was almost painful. "Cumming baby," I gasped with a hard thrust. Semen tore up my shaft, erection expanded, and I exploded, spurting deep in her bottom, pure pleasure rocking me. Withdrawing quickly, I slammed back into her hot little bum as deep as I could go, cum spurting painfully, wetness bathing the tip of my erection as I cried out my pleasure, sweet little buttocks pressed to my groin. My orgasm took control, short hard stabs trying to get deeper into my daughter with every exquisite spurt, Jill's ass milking me, her buttocks clenching. I came, came hard, pushing against her small bottom, straining with every wave of pleasure, fucking her bum, depositing my seed deep until I was dry humping, desperate to feel more of the intense sweet bliss, chasing paradise, wanting more, more.

Paradise departed too soon. With a deep groan of satisfaction I rolled off my daughter.

"That was fun," Jill said with a smile as she lay next to me.

"Fantastic, Jill. But you went off script a couple of times."

She grinned. "Sorry, couldn't help it. I came twice, Dad!"

I looked at my watch. "We need to clean up and air your room. Mom will be home soon."

"Just five more minutes," she said cuddling closer. "My turn next."

"That's right. What do you want?"

A short pause ensued.

"You have to pick me up in the ice cream store, Carvel's. Then you have to seduce me. I'll be a virgin and you have to get me to have sex in the back seat of the car, okay?"

"What will you wear?" I asked excited by the idea.

"Um . . . A skirt and blouse, girlish bra and cotton panties, the ones you like." She added after a pause, "And my name will be Lacey."

I spotted her sitting alone in Carvel, a pretty twelve-year-old. She was eating a cup of ice cream, sexy little mouth opening, luscious lips closing over the spoon. Her curly platinum blond hair tumbled down over slender shoulders, pulled back behind delicate ears, tiny white gold studs showing. She seemed to be reading a magazine on the table in front of her, paying no attention to her surroundings.

I wondered what those luscious lips would feel like on me, on my lips, on my penis.

Taking a cup of chocolate ice cream, I went and slid into the chair opposite her. "May I?" I asked nicely. Bright blue eyes looked up, straight nose, intensely pretty.

She nodded as she licked the spoon. My eyes were riveted to her tiny pink tongue, imagining what it might taste like and feel like. I reacted, my penis hard, stiff, and uncomfortably restrained.

"Hi. I'm Bill," I said holding out my hand. Hers felt so petite in mine. It excited me.

"Lacey," she replied.

"You don't mind me sitting with you, do you? It's kind of lonely sitting by myself."

Lacey's smile was beautiful, sweet and innocent. "No. It's okay. I don't mind."

I liked her outfit. Pleated blue skirt and cream short-sleeved blouse buttoned to the neck. It seemed so chaste, so innocent, so virginal. Yet the shadow of a small bra underneath the blouse was sexy. I could just make out the bra cups, cotton, white, hugging small breasts, young breasts, not fully pubescent breasts, nice, very nice indeed.

"So, do you live around here?" I asked, taking a spoonful of ice cream.

"Uh-huh," she nodded.

"I don't think I've seen you before."

She smiled, an intensely attractive smile of sweetness. "We just moved in last week."

"So you don't even know the area then?"

"No. Not yet."

"Well, there are some great places in the neighborhood, and the hills have spectacular views. Perhaps I could show you sometime?"

The way she studied me, her blue eyes frank and assessing, was wonderful. I felt another pulse in my erection when she slowly took another spoonful of strawberry ice cream. The tip of her tongue had my complete attention as she licked her sexy lips on one side, finding a small dollop of melted pink.

"Do you live around here?" she asked suddenly.

"Yeah, Evans Avenue."

"Really? So do I. Number 16596."

"Huh. I know that house. Cream stucco, green window shutters?"

"Yeah, that's the one," she said smiling broadly.

God she was lovely. "I'm about 300 yards further up the hill, 18433. I can give you a ride back if you like."

"Okay."

"So, Lacey, how old are you? Fourteen, fifteen?"

She giggled. "Twelve. But I'll be thirteen next month."

"Well I apologize for thinking you were older. I know ladies hate that." I loved her giggle, sweet and sexy. That little blush was even better. Man I wanted to hold her small face and kiss her, comb my fingers through her gorgeous platinum curls.

"It's okay. I don't mind."

"You shouldn't. You're so pretty you are going to be getting compliments from everyone you meet. And I bet half of them will think you're way too mature to be only twelve."

"You think I'm pretty?"

"damned right you are," I replied with a grin. "Pretty is probably the wrong word though. Too childish. More like gorgeous, I think. You're a lovely young lady."

Her blush intensified to a rosy red on her cheeks. I wanted her. The way she shyly looked down was so, so sexy, innocent and chaste.

"So can I give you a lift?" I asked as she finished her ice cream, licking the back of her spoon, sexy tongue curling. I had a sudden strong vision of that tongue licking and curling around my erection.

"Sure. It's hot today."

"Come on then." I reached for her delicate hand, thrilled at how hesitantly she took it after a slight pause.

"Is that your car?" Lacey asked, looking at the restored '67 GTO. "It's cool."

"Nice, huh? Hop in."

We drove with windows down, Lacey looking even more petite on the bench seat. "So, want to see the view? It's spectacular."

With a speculative look at me she agreed. "Okay. Is it far? I have to be home by five. Mom's coming home then."

Looking at my watch, 2:30, hmm, plenty of time to enjoy her company. "No problem. Before five it is," I said with a smile.

When I parked on top of a secluded turnoff, at the end of a small rutted lane that lead through a small copse of trees, we faced a magnificent view of the valley. "So, come on," I said getting out. "Isn't this amazing?"

She grinned. "It's incredible. Look how small the cars are down there!" Her voice was animated as she pointed out different things that caught her attention.

Sitting, I invited her to join me. "Here, come sit on my lap, Lacey. Don't want to get that skirt dirty."

After a short hesitation, she sat in my lap, petite, light, and the slight color in her cheeks made her so, so cute. Without subterfuge or sneaking, I wrapped my arms around her slim waist, her back to me, small firm buttocks in my groin. Leaning forward I inhaled the aroma of young girl, soft, sexy, fragrant shampoo mixed with innocence. "You smell good, Lacey" I said softly, almost a murmur, hugging her just a little tighter.

"Thanks" she replied, quietly, shyly.

"You've got such beautiful hair. I bet your friends are jealous."

"Not really."

Using my fingers, I combed my hand through soft, silky platinum curls. "It's fine, but thick. Very unusual. Most girls have thin hair. Is it natural?"

"Uh-huh."

"Beautiful," I murmured, inhaling her seductive aroma again. I started caressing her stomach gently as my other hand played with her hair, brushing aside to expose her slender neck and dainty ear. Leaning in, I kissed her neck gently. "Sorry. Just couldn't resist. You've got a sexy neck."

She moved on my lap, a small wiggle of pleasure. My penis thickened. "Would you believe me if I told you you are one of the prettiest ladies I've seen?" I asked softly, kissing her neck gently, soft silky skin against my lips, little girl aroma making my head spin, my penis lengthening in my pants.

"No I'm not," she said softly, sighing, head bending slightly to expose more of her neck, almost as an invitation for another kiss.

A charge of excitement went through me when, caressing her tummy, the thumb of my hand briefly touched the bottom of her bra. "Lacey. You're gorgeous, simply gorgeous," I murmured, kissing her softly just below her dainty ear again, lips lingering.

She leaned back into me, her hand resting over mine, her fingers slipping between mine as I felt her flat stomach, my thumb touching her bra on each stroke. "Pretty ear studs. Are they white gold?"

"Mmm-hmm," she answered dreamily.

Her hand over mine wasn't stopping me or directing me, just resting, her fingers between mine. Kissing her slender neck again, I let my thumb slide part way up the slope of her petite breast and back. She trembled slightly in my arms.

"Beautiful, simply beautiful," I whispered. Using my other hand I caressed her side, moving up and down from her slightly flared hip to her chest. Slowly I lengthened the movement until the tips of my fingers felt the side of her petite breast, kissing her sweet neck at the same time.

She twitched slightly but said nothing. "Lacey? Do you think I could give you a kiss?" I asked.

She turned her sweet, pretty face up to me, blue eyes wide. "You want to kiss me?" she asked surprised.

"Lord yes," I said. "You're just so gorgeous. Who wouldn't?"

A small smile graced her luscious lips. "Kay," she whispered bashfully, her pretty eyes falling away from me bashfully.

God her lips were soft, warm, and so sexy. They were closed innocently, inexperienced, only a slight pressure; a perfect first kiss. "Wow," I whispered softly when our kiss broke. "Fantastic."

Her small blush inflamed me, my erection hard and tight restrained by my pants. Turning her to sit across my lap I lifted her face with my finger, looked into her eyes and smiled. "Great kiss," I said. "Would you let me have another?"

With one hand on her slender neck, the other caressing her tummy, I drew her to me slowly, staring into her beautiful eyes; eyes full of nervous excitement. Bending my head I kissed her, thrilled when her arms came up to circle my neck. Soft lips, sexy lips. Tentatively I touched those lips with the tip of my tongue. Her murmur thrilled me, penis throbbing. When her little tongue touched mine lightly, so hesitantly, my erection pulsed with desire.

The kiss ended, a fantastically arousing kiss, youthfully sexy. Taking her hand I held it to my chest. "Feel it? Can you feel how hard my heart is beating? It was your kiss that did it," I said.

She looked surprised. "Really?"

"Yup. In all the kisses I've had, yours ranks right up there with the best ever."

She giggled softly, her smile broadening as she rested her head on my shoulder. We sat in comfortable silence until she broke it. "Can we kiss again?" she asked quietly.

"Lacey, you don't ever have to ask me. I'm afraid I'm addicted to your kiss." My comment brought on another pleased blush and she leaned in.

We kissed again, her soft lips touching me, tiny tongue tickling my lips with beautiful hesitancy. When I touched her tongue in welcome, I traced the side of my thumb up and over her petite breast lightly, very lightly, waiting for her to react. She paused briefly before moaning and pushing her mouth against me, her tongue moving faster. And then she opened her mouth to me, a flash of passion storming into me. With her arms around my neck, side-on in my lap, French kissing me so sexily, I caressed her small breast gently, feeling the hard bead of her nipple rise. It was beautiful, petite and firm, so young and illicit.

Lacey pushed her chest into my hand and her tongue probed between my lips to enter my mouth. She wiggled on my lap when I fully cupped her firm little breast while gently sucking her tongue, her hot little breaths puffing against my cheek through her nose.

The kiss ended. I was hot and flushed, turned on beyond belief. She was such a sexy and desirable young girl

"Okay. You just moved to the top of my ranking, Lacey. That was an incredible kiss. Where did you learn to kiss so well?" I asked.

She blushed furiously. "Um . . . Susan and I practiced," she said, looking down.

I tilted her head up, looked into her blue eyes. "Well thank you Susan," I said with a smile. She grinned.

This time I asked, "Can I have another?"

We kissed, our passion building as she held my neck. I probed into her open mouth, warm and moist, and held her small breast in my palm, rubbing gently, small, firm, arousing, pubescent, a hard little nipple.

As our kiss intensified I opened the top button on her blouse and paused, waiting to see her reaction. She turned her body slightly giving me easier access to her front. With mounting excitement, I unbuttoned her blouse, slowly, teasing myself. I was going to feel her small bra, her bra-clad pubescent breasts.

It was my turn to moan. I couldn't help it when I slipped my hand inside her blouse and held her breast in my hand, small, firm, perfectly mounded, warm, God so sexy, so sexy. Her kiss intensified when she felt me caress her over her bra, pushing herself against my hand, moaning into my mouth as her tongue pushed into my receptive mouth.

I was in heat, urgent needs pounding my body while I fondled this twelve-year-old girl. God but I wanted more. I wanted to feel her panties. I wanted to feel underneath her panties and more, much more.

Breathing hard, I broke the kiss. "Sorry, Lacey. I have to stop. You're too exciting, too sexy. I'm afraid of what I'm feeling for you right now. I don't want go too far."

She smiled bashfully, speaking quietly, almost hesitantly, "I don't mind. I like it."

Caressing the top of her slim sexy thigh I asked, "Are you sure?"

"Uh-huh. It feels nice."

"Have you ever done anything like this before?" I asked. She shook her head, no. Lifting her face up to look at me I continued, "Lacey, this is important, really important. If I do anything, anything at all that makes you in the least uncomfortable you have to tell me, okay? I promise I'll stop right away."

When she nodded, I leaned back to her, kissing gently at first, my hand on her bare knee. As our tongues touched again, I slipped my hand between soft, silky thighs, slender firm thighs, so slim I could hold half of it in my hand. Tongues toyed, played, little murmurs uttered as I caressed the inside of her thigh, my excitement mounting as I slowly approached her crotch, erection pounding, leaking. God I wanted to feel her panties. What type was she wearing? How would it feel to touch a twelve-year-old pussy, a preteen pussy?

My hand slipped higher and higher. Lacey tightened her arms around my neck, little tongue slipping into my mouth. My erection pulsed when, feeling her other thigh touch the back of my hand, she parted her legs slightly, an invitation, 'feels good, keep going'.

Precum leaked copiously, dampening my underwear, hand trembling slightly, when the edge of my index finger touched soft cotton, warm cotton. Lordy, little girl pussy! Gently, gently I explored the shape, Lacey parting her legs slightly more, moaning into my mouth when I turned my hand to cup her small, plump pussy. It was exquisite, mounded, prominent and filling her crotch, pubescent preteen pussy, so exciting, so arousing, so small yet sexy.

She was warm, soft cotton panties feeling so girlish, so chaste. Our kiss broke suddenly. She gasped when I drew my middle finger up her cleft, small tremors in her body.

"Is this okay?" I asked quietly.

"Uh-huh" she uttered softly, almost a sigh.

Looking at her cotton bra exposed between her open blouse, gentle mounds of petite breasts with small poking nipples, I caressed her pussy, finger tracing her cleft, cupping her, squeezing gently, fondling her, touching a pre-teen's privates. It was so arousing to be sexually fondling a twelve-year-old. She sighed and rested her head on my shoulder, the aroma of little girl, of sexy girl filling my nostrils. My arousal pulsed through me, exciting me, driving a need deep inside, a deeply forbidden need.

Another large drop of precum oozed out when I touched a damp spot at the base of her sweet pussy, Lacey was aroused, horny! Her quiet moan when I pressed the damp spot, her bottom moving on my lap when I caressed the damp spot, and her hand dropping to cover mine, pressing my hand against her young pussy almost had me cumming.

I withdrew my hand and picked her up, arm under her legs, arm behind her back, her head resting on my shoulder. "Let's go somewhere more comfortable," I whispered. Carrying her to the car, small and light in my arms, I opened the door, placed her on the back seat and climbed in after her. Lacy looked sexy, sweet, her pretty face flushed, blouse open, girlish white cotton bra and sexy, sexy little breasts visible. I wanted her. I wanted this child, this pre-teen.

With some encouragement, Lacey straddled me, knees at my side. "You're beautiful Lacey. So sexy." Her bashful smile had me pulling her to me, kissing gently, sensuously as I slipped my hands up her back, under her blouse, feeling for the bra clasp. The snick of it opening sounded loud in the car, her kiss pausing, pausing. I waited, lips touching. Lacey sighed, tongue started moving again, teasing me, playing with me. She released my neck when I slipped her blouse off her small shoulders, still kissing. Her cotton bra fell. When I touched her pre-teen breasts, she moaned and pushed her tongue into my mouth.

My erection was painful, pushed down towards my crotch. But I made no move to touch it or reposition it, worried I'd scare her. Breaking the kiss, I pushed her back slightly so I could see.

"God Lacey, they're so beautiful," I sighed. Small, small, perfectly formed gentle mounds that rose from her chest with perfect symmetry, rosy red flushed areolae with tiny hard nipples, Lacey's breasts were perfect, pure pubescent glory, and as sexy as Hell. Leaning forward, I bent and kissed a hard little nipple, moved across and kissed the other. Holding it, I licked her areola. Her hands caressed my hair. She groaned when I sucked her perfect breast and pulled my head tighter to her when I sucked the other, taking it completely into my mouth, a firm, youthful, resilient mound.

"Perfect. Your breasts are so perfect," I said heatedly.

She bent to kiss me, a hot kiss, an aroused kiss, her pretty blue eyes shining. I slipped both hands under her skirt to hold her sweet bottom, her small cotton-clad buttocks firm in my palms. She thrust her tongue into my mouth, holding my head firmly when I traced her pussy, touched her damp arousal, and caressed softly. "Can I take them off?" I asked in a shaky voice, my finger playing with the leg band elastic.

After looking into my eyes, she nodded, lifting her knee from my side, kneeling next to me. I caressed the outside of her slim, seductively curved thighs, moving up under her blue pleated skirt to feel her panties, my heart racing. Hooking my fingers into the waist at either side, I tugged them down, my erection pulsing and leaking. I was pulling a twelve-year-old's panties off!

White cotton fell to her knees. I reached for the button and zipper on the side of her skirt, questioning her with my eyes, encouraging her with my smile. She smiled, a half smile, reached for her skirt, undid it and, with a brief hesitation, let it fall.

Oh God, oh God. Lacey's adolescent pussy was plump, ripe, a thick v-shape filling her groin with just a dusting of silky, platinum blond pubic hair that couldn't hide her tightly closed cleft, beautiful labia curving down into the astonishingly sexy wide gap between slim thighs.

Tearing my eyes away from her seductive pussy, I smiled at her. "I've never seen anything more beautiful, Lacey." Reaching for her, I pulled her sideways into my lap, kissing her gently, caressing her petite breasts, our tongues touching, mouths open. Slowly I pushed her skirt and cotton panties off. Unable to resist, I let my hand slide up her leg and groaned into her mouth when I felt silky soft pubic hair, new, young, fine pubic hair thinly spread. I was delirious with desire, excited at touching a preteen sexually, my dream, my wish, what I'd longed for.

My fingertips explored the remarkably mounded pad of her pubis, tracing the deep creases at the side before feeling for her cleft. Suddenly I needed to taste her youth, her freshness. I needed to feel her pre-teen pussy on my mouth. Turning, I laid her on the back seat and, kneeling in the foot well, bent and kissed her mound, soft hairs tickling my lips, seductive aroma of aroused little girl filling my nose. With gentle pressure her legs parted, one slipping off the back seat.

Sexy, sexy labia curved down, her little slit peeling apart to reveal her virginal secrets. I fumbled with my pants as I looked at the sweetest pussy, the long clitoral hood, the nub of her clitoris half way down protected by a cowl. My heart was pounding with excitement when I saw the shadow of an indent, the entrance leading to her young vagina, glistening with her arousal. Moaning with need, I pulled out my erection, damp, stiff, thick, pulsing, and bent and kissed plump labia, silky soft, warm, yielding, young, so young. My tongue slipped into her cleft, sliding along her clitoral hood. I squeezed my shaft hard as I tongued her clitoris then slipped down further to probe at that moist indent, delicious, lightly flavored, the barest hint of musk, pure pre-teen pussy. God I wanted her so badly.

Her hands held my head while I sucked her nectar before moving up to suck her hard little clitoris, her hips suddenly jerking, pushing her pelvis at me.

"Hurry, Daddy," she moaned.

"Hey!"

"Sorry," she grinned. "I'm too horny."

"Well try for goodness sake, Jill."

Moving between her legs I kissed her mons, her navel, her sweet little breasts and, looking into her blue eyes, I kissed her luscious lips. "I'd like to make love to you, Lacey," I whispered. "Can I?"

She looked at me shyly. "I've never done it before. Will it hurt?"

"I'll be gentle," I promised, kissing her again. Her arms wrapped around my neck and I held my throbbing erection, kneeling between her sweet thighs, guiding myself, moaning deeply when the tip touched her immature little pussy. I felt another pulse, more precum leaking out onto her cleft. Gently, slowly I slipped tip of the crown up and down her small slit, spreading slippery lubrication, pressing in slightly more with each stroke. Her plump labia spread, hugging the very tip in a hot embrace, her clitoris bumping across me. She moaned and jerked at the stimulation, her arms tightening.

Very carefully I slipped the tip of my pounding erection to the base of her cleft, seeking and finding the sexy indent leading to her vagina. Pushing lightly, her labia oozed apart and I felt the tiny, tiny entrance against me. Another small push and the entrance dilated slightly, so small.

"Oh," she gasped quietly.

With constant pressure, holding my shaft in place, her tiny opening yielded reluctantly, a tight band stretching over my crown, tight, tight, squeezing, stretching more. Suddenly I popped in, pressure abating. She groaned. Hot velvet gripped my crown, tight, so damned good, plump labia stretched hugging my shaft. I was throbbing painfully. God I had my cock in a twelve-year-old girl! I was penetrating her! So good, so God damn arousing!

Releasing my erection I straightened. I needed to see. I needed to see myself penetrating a pubescent pre-teen. She was gorgeous, a small girl stretched on the seat, succulent wide-spread little breasts with flushed areolae, hard little nipples, slim body, small body and, oh God, little pussy spread wide, wide, labia stretched around my thick shaft, clitoris pushed down against me. The sight of my adult penis penetrating her young pussy was profoundly erotic. My erection ached and throbbed, held in the tightest, silkiest grip.

Holding her narrow hips, I pushed, watching with a riveted gaze as my erection slipped into her pussy, oozing in, sliding deeper into a velvet heaven, her labia curling in. My mind was feverish; I was fucking a little girl, a sexy preteen.

Urgent need took over, a need to bury myself in her tight vagina. Pushing insistently, holding her immature hips firmly, I penetrated her, slipping deeper and deeper, Lacey moaning when the last inch disappeared, her end kissing my crown.

"It's so big," she moaned. "Slowly. It hurts a bit."

I held myself buried in her tight sheath, my erection pulsing furiously, waiting for her. I could feel her contractions on my shaft, squeezing me gently, my need for release building, strengthening, a hurricane on the horizon.

Finally I felt her move her hips, her signal, 'I'm ready'. Withdrawing, her vagina holding tight, labia clinging to my shaft, I pulled out until the ridge of my crown peeked out and reversed, slipping into a velvet paradise. The single stroke started us, long slow strokes, in, out, tight, God so tight. My mind was feverish with arousal. Good Lord, I was fucking a little girl! I was actually fucking a preteen! Lacey started caressing her petite breasts, tweaking her nipples, moaning and moving her pelvis, hard little clit dipping and rubbing my shaft with each thrust.

"Faster, Daddy," she urged, falling out of character in the heat of passion.

My pace increased, long full strokes, faster, more insistent, pushing into her firmly, deep. I felt my climax awaken, my groin growing heavy, tightness in my balls. Thrusting faster, fucking my little girl insistently, holding her slim hips, soft, tight silky heat massaging my straining, painful erection, I felt pressure build. I was close, close.

"Daddy!" Jill cried out, her little body jerking in my hands, pelvis thrusting off the seat. "Oh!" she almost grunted, arching her body up at me, burying me deep, deep, her hands gripping her petite breasts, eyes tightly shut.

With a roar, my climax hit me. Holding her narrow hips I shoved my erection as deep as I could, banging against her rubbery cervix as a painful blast of semen exploded into my daughter's womb. Pulling back with a short stroke I thrust again, hot, tight, tight, cum surging out, pleasure pounding my body as I came inside her, deep inside my little girl. The dam opened. I thrust desperately, spurting hard, bliss, exquisite bliss exploding in me, burying myself in her sweet pussy, cumming hard, spurting, glorious pleasure, cumming hard, agonizingly hard until I collapsed over her, residual pulses, weak pulses all I had left, Jill's vagina squeezing me, her body twitching irregularly with her fading orgasm.

Peaceful and drained, my heart slowed. Damn that was good.

"God, Dad. That was incredible," Jill panted, holding me, semen leaking out around my softening cock and down my balls.

Her tight vagina contracted expelling me. The smell of sex filled the car. Moving down I kissed her soft nipples then rested my face on my daughter's soft tummy, her hands combing though my damp hair.

"Yes, incredible," I agreed.

"Your turn next," she said. "What do you want?"

Eyes closed, I answered, "Your mom's away for a sales meeting next week. I'd like you to sneak into my bed at night and cuddle. We'll tickle and play and slowly you'll become aroused and want me to teach you about sex."

"Like the first time? Kay. I like that."